Epicentre

I asked myself was I content,

with the world that I once cherished?

Did it bring me to this darkened place

to contemplate my perfect future?

I will not stand nor utter words against this tide of hate.

Losing sight of what and who I was again

I'm so sorry if these seething words I say

Impress on you

That I've become the anathema of my soul

I can't say that you're losing me

I always tried to keep myself tied to this world,

But I know where this is leading me

Please

No tears

No sympathy

I can't say that you're losing me

But I must be that which I am

Though I know where this could take me

No tears

No sympathy

Gracefully

Respectfully

Facing conflict deep inside myself

But here confined

Losing control of what I could not change

Gracefully

Respectfully

I ask you "Please don't worry,"

Not for me

Don't turn your back

Don't turn away

I can't say that you're losing me

I always tried to keep myself tied to this world

But I know where this is leading

Please

No tears

No sympathy

I can't say that you're losing me

But I must be that which I am

Though I know where this could take me

No tears

No sympathy

No tears for me, no sympathy

No tears for me, no sympathy